A New Level Of Crazy

The Spark Of Hatred, And Anger

It all started when I was a fourteen year old boy named Mikey Adam Winchester. My parents are driving me up to our lake house for my fifteenth birthday. I was so excited to go to the lake house, because there was a river in the backyard. My father would take me out to the river to go fishing, and my mother would stay on the grass to cook what we caught. I looked up to see a blinding light heading straight for the car then everything went black. When I woke up the car horn was constantly running, and there was a sharp pain in my side. After undoing my seatbelt I Climbed up out of the backseat window on the driver side. The car that crashed into us was upside down, and on fire while our car was on it's side smashed into a tree. The way the car was smashed into the tree I knew my parents were dead. I looked around, and saw a woman laying in the street. She was still alive, and was calling for help.

M- "Hey are you alright? What happened? Wait... why did you hit us?"
?- "Please... help me. I lost control of the car. I didn't know what to do."

At that moment there was a spark in my mind. A spark of hatred, and anger burned through me killing all humanity left. At that moment I knew exactly how to help this suffering women. I pulled the six inch shard of glass out of my side, and walked up to the woman. She was trying to crawl away from her car in case it blew up. I grabbed her by the hair, and pulled her head back. I stuck the glass into one side of her throat as she let out a gurgling scream, and dragged it to the other side killing her instantly. When her limp body hit the road instantly making a large puddle of blood form around her head I smiled. The car then blew up making me go flying into a tree snapping a branch off into my left shoulder. I stood up, pulled the branch out, and started walking. Not knowing where I was going, I was surprised when I found a wooden shack. I peeked through the window to see a man sleeping, with a gun on his night stand. The window was unlocked so I opened it as quietly as possible, and climbed through. The gun had no safety, and was loaded. I picked it up, and clicked the bullet in place waking the man up.

?- "Hey! Wha... what are you doing with my gun kid?"
M- "Shhhh... I... i'm lost. C...can you help me?"
?- "Yeah... just hand me the gun kid."

The man reached towards me, and I smirked. He backed away at my action, and I shot him in the head. I looked around his house to see if there was anything that called my name. After finding nothing I put the gun in my pocket along with extra bullets. My travel through the woods has started once again. After what felt like hours of walking north I found the crash sight again. I looked behind me, because I thought the crash was south.

?- "Please... help me. I lost control of the car. I didn't know what to do."
  M- "I... I thought I killed you?"
  ?- "P-please... help me... I killed your parents.  They should have been watching the road... They should have listened to me."
  M- "What... what do you mean?  What did you tell them?"
  ?- "They should have listened to me!"

     I woke up screaming, and found that I passed out in the woods.  I stood up slowly with aching bones, and started walking again.  After a while of walking I found our house.  It was empty like usual when we first arrived, but this time it was just me.  The door was locked, but I knew a way through our under house storage area my dad built.  The key for there was in the fish pond.  I jumped in, and grabbed the key, but I heard whispers from a under water cave system.  I decided I had no time to lose so I followed it.

  ?- "They should have listened to me."

     That's all it said, and I was starting to get pissed off.  I broke through the surface, and saw a black framed mirror with cool wavy decorations, and a golden tag that said, "fairest."

  ?- "They should have listened to me."